Chapter 1239 Gods and Ghosts Are Hard to Cure (4)

Happy Dragon Boat Festival!

"puff……"

Seeing Chen Xiaobei's private chat message, Shen Gongbao almost spat blood on the ceiling.

He fully thought that he had killed everything, that the people he sent could instantly kill Chen Xiaobei. He never dreamed that Chen Xiaobei would forcefully counterattack him in an operation he had exhausted!

Wuyou was beaten into a pig's head, so why didn't he, Shen Gongbao, get an invisible slap in the face? Chen Xiaobei's (big pig's head) expression was undoubtedly Chi Guoguo's mockery.

"How did this happen...it's so hateful...it's so hateful...I even patted my chest to the original sage to promise success...how could this be the result..."

Shen Gongbao's face turned green.

It is small to lose face, but it is great to disappoint Yuanshi Tianzun.

This time, the well-designed operation really lost his wife and lost his army, and he was so depressed that he exploded.

"Uncle Shen... What do you think about this?" Yang Jian asked shyly.

Shen Gongbao ignored Yang Jian, stared fiercely at Wang Tianjiang, and asked, "Tell me! What's going on? Be specific! I have to figure out where my calculation went wrong!"

"Black... black knife..."

Wang Tianjiang said with difficulty: "Chen Xiaobei has an incomparably sharp black knife in his hand... directly cut through my battle armor... beat me back to my original form..."

"Black knife? What black knife? Why didn't I figure it out?" Shen Gongbao frowned and shouted.

"I don't know the details... I only know that the black knife has a dragon's aura... arrogant... overbearing... just the saber aura is already extremely fierce... extremely terrifying..."

Wuyou will try his best to recall the characteristics of the black knife, and tremble with fear while recalling.

"Dragon Qi? How could there be such a thing in the human world!" Shen Gongbao was furious.

"There is!"

At this time, Yang Jian said: "In the past, when the red envelopes were frequently used, little Nezha stole the black dragon spirit bone treasured in the treasure house of the king of Tota to give out red envelopes! That red envelope was snatched by Chen Xiaobei! "

"Black Demon Dragon Spirit Bone?"

Hearing this, Shen Gongbao frowned even more, and said angrily, "Li Jing, you idiot! How could such a treasure be stolen by such an unlucky child! You are so stupid!"

Yang Jian kept silent, and he didn't speak ill of Tota Heavenly King Li Jing behind his back, which could be regarded as the behavior of a gentleman.

"But even if it's the spirit bone of the Black Demon Dragon, it's impossible to escape my plot!" Shen Gongbao frowned, and said, "I spied on the days to calculate Chen Xiaobei! How could there be omissions!"

"It's possible!"

Yang Jian said: "With Chen Xiaobei's ability, it is impossible to forge the spirit bone of the black dragon! The black knife must have been made by the sage Tongtian himself! Except for Daozu, no one can spy on the aura of the sage of heaven!"

Hearing this, Shen Gongbao suddenly realized: "You mean that the black knife is contaminated with the power of the sky, so I can't count it!"

"That's right!"

Yang Jian nodded and said: "The reason why this operation failed is because of the variables of this black knife!"

"Black Knife... variable..."

Shen Gongbao squinted his eyes and calculated for a while, then he was overjoyed and said: "My nephew is really smart! I can blame the reason for my failure on Tongtian! Then I can turn to the original sage!"

You know, before Shen Gongbao patted his chest and assured Yuanshi Tianzun that the operation would be successful.

If there is no decent reason, even if Shen Gongbao is not punished, Yuan Tianzun will record it as a disadvantage in his work.

It's all right now, with Yang Jian's reminder, Shen Gongbao found a reason to excuse himself, and his frowning brows eased all of a sudden.

"Uncle Shi should go to meet the original saint, right? I won't force you to stay..." Yang Jian said.

"That's right! I'm going to see the Primordial Sage right now, and talk to him about the black knife! Let's see if there is a good way, and I must take Chen Xiaobei down next time!"

Shen Gongbao stood up directly, and after a brief farewell, he left Yang Jian's fairy mansion.

Yang Jian also stood up, walked to Wang Tianjiang, and said, "Let me see your injury..."

"Thank you, Zhenjun...you are still good to your subordinates..."

Wang Tianjiang's eyes were full of emotion, and he murmured: "Before the action...Shen Gongbao treated me with all kinds of affection...promised to give me many benefits...but now...he is dismissive of me...a friend in need is a friend... Zhenjun, you are one hundred and eight thousand times better than him!"

"Just tell me these words! After leaving this door, you are not allowed to say a word!" Yang Jian said seriously.

"Yes... this subordinate knows..." Wang Tianjiang replied, and then asked nervously: "Is my injury... can it be saved?"

"This method is very strange! Even I have never seen it..."

Yang Jian carefully inspected every bone and joint of Wang Tianjiang, thought for a long time, and then said: "If you are not mistaken! This technique combines the "Nine Yin White Bone Claws" by Bai Gujing and the bone-setting technique of Shujing in traditional Chinese medicine..."

Wang Tianjiang's heart turned cold when he heard the words: "Is it hopeless..."

"I don't dare to treat it with my hands... A little carelessness may cause permanent disability..."

Yang Jian said in a deep voice: "This Chen Xiaobei is too simple! I'll try to recruit Chinese medicine practitioners and bone spirits from the land to see if they can do anything... I can only say that you should not be disappointed, but don't hold out too much hope." ..."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Tianjiang's heart was completely chilled.

Invite both the Bone Essence and Chinese medicine, but we can't hold out too much hope!

It can be seen from this that Chen Xiaobei is the only one with this weird dislocation of bones in the Three Realms!

Except for Chen Xiaobei, ghosts and gods are hard to control!

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Kunlun Mountains!

Jade Peak side hall!

Zhuo Qunfeng had been standing in the hall for half an hour.

Seven or eight old Taoist priests with white beard and hair surrounded him to look up and down, left and right, and after half an hour passed, they didn't see anything.

"Fourth elder... this injury..."

An old Taoist with the longest age looked at the little tail on Zhuo Qunfeng's buttocks, shook his head helplessly and said, "There is nothing we can do about it hurting us... Even if you ask Master to go out, it will probably be useless... What should I do? Make up your own mind..."

The Fourth Elder is Zhuo Qunfeng's grandfather, Zhuo Yaolong.

"Thank you Great Elder and all the elders for making a special trip. Since it cannot be cured, then I will not bother you Qingxiu..."

Zhuo Yaolong rushed to the other veterans one by one.

Afterwards, those seven or eight old Taoists withdrew from the side hall.

"Grandpa... Grandpa, you want to save me... I am your only grandson... My hands are growing on my buttocks... I have no face to live... You have no face to see others..."

Zhuo Qunfeng burst into tears, begging bitterly.

"As an old man, you don't want to save you?"

Zhuo Yaolong said in a deep voice: "You know the core elders! Their Chinese medicine skills are absolutely top-notch in the world. Even they are helpless. Even if your Grand Master goes out, it will be useless!"

"Then what should I do..." Zhuo Qunfeng almost wanted to hit him to death.

"This time, you have offended an expert!"

Zhuo Yaolong said in a deep voice: "Take the manuscript of the Black Desert route recorded by the old man! I beg that expert... I hope he can show you a noble hand... This is the only way..."